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那天早晨,我早早地吃过早饭,看了看今天要走访的学生杨豪的家庭住址——杨家坡,我就出发了。前一天刚下过雨,而我却没有在意坑坑洼洼的路在下雨后如何难行,忘却了下雨后的泥泞,忘却了路滑,有的只是走访的热情。我翻过了一座又一座山,走了一个多小时,爬到半山腰,站定喘气时,丛林中一间低矮不堪的木房子在竹林的掩映下露出一角。这就是杨豪的家,看到我的到来,杨豪的爸爸热情地接待了我。那是一间多年的老房子,低矮狭窄,阴暗潮湿,气味难闻,只能勉强住人。房屋中间的火坑里
That morning, I had eaten breakfast early and looked at the home address of Yang Hao, the student to be visited today - Yang Jiapo, and I set out. The day before just rained, but I did not care about the potholes in the road after the rain how hard to forget the rain after the mud, forget the slippery road, and some just visit the enthusiasm. I turned over one after another mountain, walked more than an hour, climbed to the hillside, standing panting, a dwarf wooden house in the jungle in the shade of the bamboo forest under the corner. This is Yang Hao’s home, saw my arrival, Yang Hao’s father warmly received me. It is a multi-year old house, low and narrow, dark and humid, smelly smell, barely able to live. Fire pit in the middle of the house